Тексты песен «Kid Rock»

Mmmm I love it when you play it like that Come on... Play Sittin' here alone I'm lookin' back on where I've roamed And laughing how I swore I'd win and not get burned Left my family Left my home I worked my fingers to...

Bellisle B-B-Bellisle Bell-Bellisle Bell-Bell-Bellisle Hey Kid Rock, tell 'em how your livin Man i spend my birthdays at Denny's eatin southern slams I'm not a butt nut you know that i never bang But i lick more coochie...

Everything's tight from my loot to my friends I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends HUH I've been that route...too many times If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime I wish for that which my heart...

Everything's tight from my loot to my friends I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends...Huh I've been that route too many times If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin no crime I wish for that which my heart...

This here aint no love song And it aint for you Its for the folks that relate to What ive been going through Its for the 40 hour overtime Workin man And too the good women out there I know youll understand Why dont you...

It's getting late, I haven't seen my date So tell me when the boys get here It's seven o'clock and I wanna rock Wanna get a belly full of beer My old man's drunker than a bar full of wino's And his older lady she don't...

[Verse 1] We haven't really talked about it All we do is walk around it now I hate to say I thought about it I wished that we could make this work somehow [Chorus] It's not really complicated I can hear it when you...

Ahhhhhhh, shit! Kid Rock back in this motherfuckin house Feel the effects of my shotgun blast Mothers crying from theses shotgun blasts Feel the effects of my shotgun blast People dying from theses shotgun blasts Cause...

Lately I've been spendin' Lots of time with my kid Tellin' him stories About the things that we did When we were a family Long time ago I've answered his questions Till I'm blue in the face Wish all that hurt in...

There's a new day on the horizon There's a rising in the air Somewhere somebody's tryin' to tell me they care So I'm a lift my head to a new day Plant my feet on the ground Look at life in a new way and what's goin'...

You've got a body like the devil And you smell like sex I can tell your trouble, but I'm still obsessed Because you know you're so hott! I wanna get you alone...so hott I wanna get you stoned...so hott I don't wanna be...

I used to party with the Betties on the lower east side Never drop top forty cause I always rock b-side G-rides and a hundred spokes to match We roll two deep three freaks four amps in the back I did that crack game rap...

I like to play Hank Williams Jr. records Just as loud as they will rock I'm into Lynyrd Skynyrd, Run DMC And DJ Scott La Rock I like Willie, Waylon, George and Merle And a lot of ZZ Top I like country, soul, rock and...

I think you might like to hear something from us Stand up Put your hands up Come on get up Kid Rock's in the house yo, Ready to pick up The tempo and you know in so I will fo somewhat unconventional But comprehendible...

Non-commercial lyrics run like Hershel Walkin fast cause I'm a smooth talker Appeal the feel, but don't praise and kneel Just heal And always look for the seal thats real Top Dog, lookin up to say what is this Kid Rock...

Hard to remember if anything was real Cold like December and I don't like how that feels I been livin' a long time I been givin' a long time too And I can't believe I wasted so much time on you But time has brought me...

it was 1989 my thoughts were small my hair was long caught somewhere between a boy and a man she was seventeen and she was far from inbetween it was summertime in southern michigan splashing through the sand bar talking...

Bonnie shades And a high top fade So low you know on the mic with no aid You didn't think in a blink no way That I'd make the grade But now you say I use to go to school with him I use to go to dot dot bim I use to know...

Come on, yeah Kid rock Kid rock Kid rock Kid rock The rock is def and it went this way Sway to the groove that no one tops And move to the kid in black reebox Not a teen heart throb, but I rock the set So fuck...

It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long Caught somewhere between a boy and man She was seventeen and she was far from in-between It was summertime in Northern Michigan Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Splashing...